I'm not lying. Even my own. And anytime I see that I'm scheduled to do a session with a newborn baby + a toddler, by blood starts to run cold. I'm a chicken. That's fine. I can admit that.
Buuuuuuuuut, then there's this:
Buuuuuuuuut, then there's this:
And then I start to feel silly that I was worried about it at all. And then I wonder if all of the toddlers in the world are communicating behind the scenes to gang up on me and perhaps this was just a ploy to get me to let my guard down so they can plan their real attack. And then I just think, "Nah. Look at her face. There's no way."
Tomorrow starts day one of the first run of our professional photographer workshops, so please understand if it takes longer than usual for me to respond to phone calls and e-mails. I'm so excited. The house is ready. The dish strainer is scrubbed. My computer is fired up (and *running*). I'm pumped. So excited to meet everyone and talk shop for a few days...just us girls!
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Tomorrow starts day one of the first run of our professional photographer workshops, so please understand if it takes longer than usual for me to respond to phone calls and e-mails. I'm so excited. The house is ready. The dish strainer is scrubbed. My computer is fired up (and *running*). I'm pumped. So excited to meet everyone and talk shop for a few days...just us girls!
